I hear the buzzing wings.
I turn my head to see.
Looking in the flower's petals,
I do not see a bee.

A flashing gleam of ruby.
The next one emerald green.
Dozens of tiny birds are here.
I'm amazed at what I've seen.

Nature needed humming birds,
Can't leave it all to the bees.
Deep flowers confounded insects
Long beaks will grow these trees.